Life

What is happening?

I wake up to my alarm clock. I press the off button and notice the ring on my finger.  

Promise ring....hmmmm... More like a fucking distraction, a commitment to you that I'll marry you, but like what if I don't want to marry you? What if I want you to just be the father to our child?

I look at my stomach. The baby is kicking. It looks bigger than it did yesterday. Guess kids do grow every day.

Today is the day I have to go to the place they call hell.....I mean school. Get my schedule, and make my plan for the year. Maybe I should just drop out or graduate early, get a job so I can get a place to live. Oh great another thing to add to my list of things to do, place to live after the baby is a month old. I get a price of paper and a pen out and right a list.

To do
Stuff for the baby
High school graduation plan
Job
Money
House
Oliver

Just as I'm finishing my mom barges into my room.

"Ava get up, it's 10, you have 15 minutes to get ready" she says then closes the door. I stand up and walk over to my dresser.

No jeans, too uncomfortable, no shorts, my but will hang out, no v-neck, my boobs are huge. Black leggings-Yes. Loose shirt-No, I'm pregnant, don't want people to look at me like I'm 50. Tight long sleeve-Yes. And to top off my creation I'll grab a zip up hoodie. I can't forget my shoes, I'll just do converse.

I walk out into the Kitchen to see my mom making eggs, bacon and toast. For a second I got nauseous but I'm fine now. I don't think I got this sick earlier in my pregnancy.

"Ok, we have a lot of things to do today, school, the baby store, and the grocery store, then Walmart, then to Oliver's, then over to your fathers." Mom says setting my plate in front of me. I start to dig in.

"Why are we going to Oliver's? And dads?" I say with a full mouth.

"Well I need to talk to Oliver's mother about your living situation...your dad the same"

"I don't want to move in with either of them, I want to stay here in this house, but I can't because of Abby, and Justin, and Andrew even though he's 19 and should get his own apartment, and Francis"I start to cry. The feeling of being overwhelmed over comes my body.

"There isn't enough room here, Andrew....he's going to school and is in between jobs." She says. Just ignore the fact that I'm a struggling teenage mom, Don't worry MOM I don't need a place for me and my baby!

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We walk into the school office. We sit there in the uncomfortable chairs.  The last time I was in here I had just found out I was pregnant. The guidance counselor had called me to come talk to her about why I've been 'depressed' lately. I wouldn't say I was depressed, just a scared hormonal teenager who had her whole life ahead of her, and now she has to change everything about it.

"Mrs.Anderson" the principal says, we stand up and she sees how big my stomach is.

"Don't worry it won't be a distraction, just a baby bump" I say walking past her. Then we go sit in her uncomfortable chairs.

"As you know Ava is pregnant, and she's due in the middle of the school year" my mom says placing her hand on mine. I hate when she does that, it just means she's going to over explain and share unnecessary details.

"I WANT to be able to walk on stage with my peers, I want people to know that having this baby isn't holding me back from my dreams" I say adjusting myself.